Hearing this, Fang Tianhua was also silent for a while, but he didn't feel sorry for the peerless powerhouse who painted the Holy Body of the Immortal, because it might be his turn to go crazy next, and he still remembered a fart.

Fang Tianhua secretly thought in his heart:

"Now the general cultivation/cultivation realm of this world is finally known, the secret realm of martial arts, the secret realm of divine powers, the secret realm of Dao infants, the realm of immortality, the realm of creation and immortality, saints, and gods.

Do I really have to cultivate/refine to the realm of gods and become the painting god of Raushzi, so that I can break through the shackles of this world and return to the original earth world?"

Elder Qingxuan was on the side/ Seeing that Fang Tianhua lowered his head and didn't speak, he immediately said in an encouraging tone:

"Shouldn't you be frightened by Uncle Shi again, didn't you listen to Uncle Shi, that ancestor of the Immortal Painting Holy Body almost completely comprehended the Heavenly Painting Sutra.

So, you don't have to worry, as a holy painting god who can cultivate into a painting god, you have to thoroughly comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra!"

After listening, Fang Tianhuaxiao's expression on his face changed very quickly, and after a moment of silence, he seemed to have made a heavy decision, and said indifferently:

"Well, speaking of which, you have to push me to a dead end today, so I will simply let it go.

However, Uncle Shi didn't say that the ancestor of the immortal painting holy body only went to comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra when he cultivated/cultivated to the peak realm of the immortal immortal realm.

Then should I wait until I have cultivated to the pinnacle of the Creation Immortal Realm, and then I will go to the Heavenly Painting Sutra?"

Although Fang Tianhua knew in his heart that he must now go to the Heavenly Painting Sutra, he still did not give up the last bit of hope.

Hear the words. Elder Qingxuan immediately blew his beard and glared, he began to feel that it was very unruly to accept a prickly apprentice/brother, so he pointed to Fang Tianhua's nose and scolded:

"When you have cultivated/cultivated to the pinnacle of the Creation Immortal Realm and are about to become holy, won't it be a matter of hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years later.

Do you think it's easy to become an immortal, although you can cultivate/refine into a god as a holy painting god, but there is no million years to become a god, do you dare to think about it?"

Fang Tianhua was pointed at his nose and scolded, completely unhappy, and completely broke out of anger at these two old men/sons for forcing him to cultivate/refine the Heavenly Painting Sutra and send him to death:

"What is there to dare not think. Lao/Zi must cultivate/refine to the peak of the Creation Immortal Realm within five hundred years. I'll be angry with you before you're dead. ”

Seeing that Fang Tianhua dared to contradict him like this, Elder Qingxuan laughed instead of being angry:

"Then I'll wait for you to become the most powerful immortal after five hundred years. Feel relieved. I would never be angry then. On the contrary, I will be happy, because no matter how strong you are, I am in vain. ”

Hearing this, Fang Tianhua raised his eyebrows and said:

"I didn't worship you as a teacher. It was you who always called yourself my master, and when I became an immortal, I glared at you with one eye. ”

When Elder Qingxuan heard that Fang Tianhua was so deceitful and annihilated his ancestors, he suddenly became angry, and his whole body released some of the painting qi that had just recovered, which condensed into a painting energy paintbrush in his hand, pointed at Fang Tianhua and said angrily:

"Now I'm going to let you see how powerful your master is, and let you see the huge difference between the Dao Infant Secret Realm and the Martial Dao Realm. ”

"Come on, come on, who's afraid of whom, you think you have a paintbrush?!"

Seeing this, Fang Tianhua shouted, he is not afraid, it is a big deal to die, if he goes to the Heavenly Painting Sutra to become a living dead, it is better to fight hard.

So he took out Fang Tian's paintbrush from his arms, condensed the Nine Yin True Qi that had automatically recovered about twenty percent on the tip of the pen, and was ready to go.

At this time, Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle interjected and scolded angrily:

"Okay, Qingxuan, you are also not young, you are more than 800 years old, and you are still blowing your beard and glaring at a teenager, do you have any meaning, hurry up and arrest him to the secret room, and let him participate in the Heavenly Painting Sutra. ”

Hearing this, Elder Qingxuan reluctantly withdrew his Qi Energy Pen and snorted coldly at Fang Tianhua:

"I'm going to bypass you for the time being, I've decided to demote you from an apprentice to an apprentice, and in the future, you will be the youngest junior/younger brother of the Heavenly Painting Sect, let Xiao Tang and Xiao Li, who are guarding the Heavenly Gallery, teach you a lesson, so that you won't be so disrespectful in the future. ”

"Okay, I can't ask for it, I never said that I would be your disciple/son, let alone your apprentice, I am the little brother/brother of Hua Xianyue's sister, and I have nothing to do with you.

Didn't you force/force me to go to the Heavenly Painting Sutra, I will go to the Enlightenment, if I die, I will die, and if I don't die, I will earn. ”

Fang Tianhua was not angry at all, but said a little happily.

In this way, after he really comprehended the Successful Heavenly Painting Sutra in the future, he would flee to the Eternal Dragon Kingdom, and he would not have a little psychological burden.

"Then let's go, you have been delaying for so long, and now the sky of Dragon City should be bright. ”

Elder Qingxuan pushed Fang Tian to draw it, and said a little impatiently.

"I will walk myself, no need to push, you lead the way, I will follow. ”

Fang Tianhua released a spiral Nine Yin True Qi from his back, flicked Elder Qingxuan's hand away, and said angrily.

Whoever knows that the Enlightenment Heaven Painting Sutra is the result of nine deaths and a lifetime, will have the same reaction as Fang Tianhua's current reaction.

Even the immortal painting holy body that almost became an immortal, such a peerless master, has not been able to completely comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra, he is now a little person in the secret realm of martial arts, can he succeed safely?

A qiē is an unknown!

Fang Tianhua followed the steps of Elder Qingxuan and his senior uncle, who had become silent, and slowly walked forward, but it was as if he was walking towards the ghost gate.

"Could it be that I've only been in this world for one night, and I'm going to become the living dead?

No, I haven't seen the whole picture of the Dragon City, I haven't kissed the beautiful and beautiful face of the Moon Immortal, I haven't broken the virgin/male body, and I haven't gone to Mount Tai in the Eternal Dragon Country to see, I can't die!"

Walking and walking, Fang Tian drew tightly/held Fang Tian's brush, and secretly thought to himself in his heart.

"I can't believe in what they call the holy painting of the gods. They haven't even seen the Holy Painting Divine Body, so how can they be sure that my physique is the Holy Painting Divine Body?

Now I hope that the Fang Tian brush in my hand, with its various magical characteristics, can help me get through this difficulty. ”

Fang Tianhua let go of the hand that was holding Fang Tian's brush, and gently stroked/touched/the emerald green pen shaft, pinning all his hopes there.

The Heavenly Painting Pavilion was very large, and Fang Tianhua followed the steps of Elder Qing Xuan, turning around and walking for about ten minutes before stopping in front of a wall.

After Fang Tianhua saw that Elder Qingxuan and his senior uncle had stopped. And there is no so-called secret room around. I couldn't help muttering:

"Why did you stop, there are no secret rooms around, and you can't even see the door of the secret room?"

With Elder Qingxuan's strength, Fang Tianhua muttered extremely quietly. But he heard it anyway. So Elder Qingxuan explained unhurriedly:

"The Heavenly Painting Sutra is the most important painting scripture of our Heavenly Painting Sect. How could it be hidden in an ordinary secret room, of course, in a place that no one could imagine. ”

Hearing this, Fang Tianhua did not speak. He has been haunted by being / forced to come to the cultivation / refining the Heaven Painting Sutra, and at this time he has a stomach in his heart:

"Is it necessary to hide so tightly, even if you show it to others, will others be able to participate in enlightenment and cultivation/cultivation successfully?

Even the most talented Immortal Painting Saint Body Ancestor in your own sect was about to become a Painting Immortal, but he was not able to completely comprehend and cultivate/cultivate, so could people from other sects, other realms and countries succeed in cultivating/cultivating?

Even if you put it on the side of the road and let people participate in enlightenment, after they know that they will become living dead, and it is impossible for them to succeed in enlightenment, will they still want it?"

Elder Qingxuan saw that Fang Tianhua did not answer, but had a disdainful look on his face, and he might have guessed that he was slandering in his heart, so he said a little speechlessly:

"I know what you're thinking at this time, but what you don't know is that although the ancestor of the Immortal Painting Holy Body failed to fully comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra.

But he also comprehended eighty percent of the content, and then passed it on to the entire sect, thus constituting the most important eight painting scriptures and sixty-four paintings of our Heavenly Painting Sect.

In addition, the 'Supreme General Sutra', which has been handed down from ancient times to the present, can be as famous as the Heavenly Painting Sutra, the 'Supreme Painting Sutra and Twenty-six Paintings', a total of nine painting scriptures and ninety paintings, constitute the unfailing pillar of our Heavenly Painting Sect. ”

Hearing this, Fang Tianhua couldn't help but be a little surprised, and after a moment of silence, he sneered lightly:

"I can't imagine that the Heavenly Painting Sect has ninety-nine scripture drawings containing gong/fa, which is really worthy of being the number one sect in the painting world.

But a big sect is a big sect, a little insatiable!

Since the content of the remaining two heavenly painting scriptures is so difficult to comprehend, you should no longer send the genius of the Immortal Painting Holy Body Ancestor to comprehend it with talent and strength.

Wouldn't that be a genius sent to death for nothing? Ninety-nine scripture drawings are not enough?"

"Presumptuous, the weight of the inheritance of the sect is something that you can understand in your current realm.

Even if you say that you have broken through the heavens today, you have to give us the Heavenly Enlightenment Sutra, and then tell us what you have come up with. ”

Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle had been standing in front of the wall and had not spoken, and after hearing Fang Tianhua's words, he finally couldn't help but roar.

After roaring at Fang Tianhua, Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle changed back into the image of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, as if with that roar, he vented all his helplessness and anger at Fang Tianhua.

Elder Qingxuan, who was on the side, stared at his senior uncle a little strangely, and for a while it was difficult to understand that the usually calm and breezy Elder Taishang/Senior Uncle would have such an angry and roaring side.

But in an instant, Elder Qingxuan thought of his previous mentality, words and deeds, and Huo Ran understood why Uncle Shi was so angry, all because of him:

Fang Tian painting!

Ever since Fang Tianhua came to the Heavenly Painting Pavilion, after knowing that there was an extremely big risk in participating in the cultivation of the Heavenly Painting Sutra, and that it was nine deaths, he had become extremely prickly, and it was difficult for them to get him in words, but they couldn't really bully the small with the big and suppress/dominate the low realm with the high realm.

As a result, the two elders of the Heavenly Painting Sect could only be born by Fang Tian's painting of the first Buddha, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, changing the image of the immortal wind dao bone in the past.

Realizing this, Elder Qingxuan couldn't help but look at his uncle's eyes again, and at this time, his uncle also looked at him, and the two had a silent exchange, and finally came to a conclusion:

After Fang Tianhua successfully comprehended the Heavenly Painting Sutra, they wanted to obtain the information they had comprehended. Fang Tianhua had to stay out of their sight afterwards, otherwise their state of mind would really regress.

Of course, this 'far away' can't be expelled from the painting world and galleries, after all, the information of the Heavenly Painting Sutra that he has comprehended is still in Fang Tianhua's mind, and his physique is really special, and he is a peerless good seedling for cultivating/practicing all kinds of painting scriptures and drawings.

Instead, as Elder Qingxuan said, let Fang Tianhua be his apprentice, and he was the youngest junior/younger brother in the sect, so that he could not only hone him, but also stay away from their sight.

So Elder Qingxuan said with a haha:

"Hua Long. You can rest assured. Your physique is really a holy painting divine body, and you can't go wrong with this uncle.

If even you can't fully comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra, then we can only wait for the more unique Chaos Divine Body to come to comprehend.

But the Chaos Gods are almost entirely legendary, so we don't have any hope at all.

The future of our Heavenly Painting Sect. It's all up to you. Do you have any requirements now. We've got you covered. ”

Hearing this, Fang Tianhua was slightly stunned, and then began to sneer in his heart. He realized the true thoughts of Elder Qingxuan and his senior uncle, and that was:

He must go to the Heavenly Painting Sutra, if he really succeeds in his comprehension, he will use the Soul Harvesting Great/Law or something like the Soul Harvesting Method/Door as soon as possible to seize his memory, and he will not care if the Soul Harvesting Great/Method/Divine Soul will not harm his brain, they must know that Fang Tianhua will not really cooperate and tell what he has learned.

While sneering in his heart, Fang Tianhua said lightly:

"So far, do I have any other choice than to consult the Heavenly Painting Sutra for your Heavenly Painting Sect, anyway, it is not you who are dying, and it is not the disciple/son that your sect has spent a lot of money to cultivate.

It's a person who may be a spy of the Eternal Dragon Kingdom, how can you care about my life or death.

I once heard Senior Sister Hua Xianyue say that you have a collection of Guanghan moon worship pictures, and I want to take a look.

I'm going to comprehend your highest secret script, the Heavenly Painting Sutra, and then look at a picture, wouldn't it be more perfect, even if I unfortunately become a living dead, I can laugh at Jiuquan. ”

"If you think so, we can't help it, we actually not only fancy that you can comprehend the Successful Heavenly Painting Sutra, but also value the level you can grow to after practicing in our Heavenly Painting Sect.

Your physique cultivation/refining the spiritual energy of the Eternal Dragon Kingdom is simply a tyrannical thing, and you are simply a person born to cultivate/refine the Painting Sutra and Painting Qi.

I don't know what we have to say, so that you can believe that you are really a holy painting god, and there will be no danger in consulting the Heavenly Painting Sutra.

But that's the point, there's really no point in talking more, since you want to see the Guanghan Moon Worship Map, then after you finish comprehending the Heavenly Painting Sutra, I'll take it from the gallery in the Dragon City to you.

In fact, that picture, you have also seen, is the map of the Transmission Formation hanging in my room, but I used a hidden painting array, covered it up, and then depicted the Transmission Formation pattern. ”

Elder Qingxuan said slowly and helplessly, saying that he regretted it in his heart, he shouldn't have let Uncle Shi tell the danger of participating in the cultivation of the Heavenly Painting Sutra in the first place, in that case, it would not lead to the current situation.

"It turned out to be the map of the Transmission Array, and it was hidden enough, I heard that inside this Guanghan Moon Worship Map, there is a treasure of the town of the Moon Country, a former subordinate country in your painting world, and the Guanghan Palace of the Moon, I don't know if it's true?"

Hearing this, Fang Tianhua was shocked in his heart and said suddenly.

"You should really have no idea what our world is going to be, like a person with complete amnesia.

But now I know a lot, I think it's that Hua Xianyue's girl, tell you when you eat, go back and see if I don't clean her up. ”

Elder Qingxuan replied, and when he talked about the incarnation of Yue Xianhua, he couldn't help but smile with his eyebrows, sweeping away his previous gloomy color.

Fang Tianhua completely saw Elder Qingxuan's expression when he spoke, and he also understood in his heart that Yue Xianhua was disguised well, and now he had not been discovered by Elder Qingxuan to be from the Yue Kingdom.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh to himself, and comforted himself:

"Hey, it seems that I'm really not suitable to be a spy, and in less than one night, I have a discord with the elders and the Supreme Elders who have a lot of weight in the Heavenly Painting Sect.

But this can't be entirely blamed for not hiding deep enough, who let them suddenly say that they will go mad, dissipate their souls, and become the living dead.

I'm not really a disciple/son of the Heavenly Painting Sect. Why do you risk your life for the entire sect to participate in the Heavenly Painting Sutra?"

"Qingxuan, pay attention to your image, why do you look like an old naughty boy every time you talk about Hua Xianyue's girl, this is not a good sign.

If you are an ancestor, you must also have the appearance of being an ancestor, otherwise what is the majesty/here, and where is the dignity/humility of the elders and the young?"

Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle, when he saw Elder Qingxuan talking about Yue Xianhua, he looked like a child with a happy expression. I couldn't help but become a little angry.

Hear the words. Elder Qingxuan was slightly stunned, and at the first moment, he felt that he had been misunderstood by his uncle.

But on second thought, he discovered the problem himself. He really treated Hua Xianyue differently. It doesn't look like a majestic image as a master at all.

Although for pretty little girls. It was normal to dot on him, but as soon as he talked about Yue Xianhua, he became very happy. This undoubtedly does not mean that his joy and anger are affected by Yue Xianhua.

This is indeed not a good sign!

Uncle Xie reminded that his brother/son was in love. ”

After figuring it out, Elder Qingxuan bowed respectfully to his senior uncle and said.

"I said, where is the secret room where the Heavenly Painting Sutra is stored?

You are not very eager to coerce me here, why don't you hurry up and take out the Heavenly Painting Sutra for me to comprehend, I can't contemplate this wall. ”

Looking at the conversation between the two old men and hanging him aside, the person who was forced to go to Liangshan, Fang Tianhua said extremely unhappily in his heart.

It's rare that he made up his mind in his heart that he must successfully comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra, but these two old men/sons have always made him face a wall, and anyone will be extremely unhappy.

"You're really right, this wall is the Heavenly Painting Sutra, you can comprehend it to him!"

Hearing this, Elder Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh playfully.

Fang Tianhua saw the playful smile on Elder Qingxuan's face, and immediately knew that he had been tricked, so he said:

"Then I'll begin to enlighten, you can protect the Dharma on one side, but stay away from me ten paces. ”

After speaking, Fang Tianhua didn't wait for the two old men to reply, took a few steps back, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, looking straight ahead, looking at the entire wall that was not particularly large.

Elder Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw Fang Tianhua's painting and immediately began to comprehend, but then he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Elder Qing Xuan found that although Fang Tianhua's eyes were wide, staring closely at the entire wall in front of him, his spirit and spirit were completely mobilized, and he was using the extreme yin spiritual energy in the body/inner meridian with all his might, delusionally trying to recover the energy consumed by the spiral suspension before fù in the shortest possible time.

Seeing this, Elder Qingxuan was anxious, and shouted:

"Wake up, didn't I ask you not to rush to recover the spiritual energy in your body, why didn't you listen to my advice.

When you participate in the Heavenly Painting Sutra, you will involuntarily start to run the Painting Sutra, and then you will cultivate/refine the Painting Qi.

Drawing qi energy and psionic energy are two different attributes of energy, which will clash with each other, and you will die faster. ”

"You care about me, it's you who said that the wall in front of me is the Heavenly Painting Sutra, so I contemplated the Heavenly Painting Sutra, but there was nothing on it, of course I couldn't comprehend it, so I could only spontaneously run the things I had originally cultivated/cultivated. ”

Fang Tianhua, who was awakened, almost lost his breath, causing the Nine Yin True Qi in his body/body to run around at great speed, and under his forcible suppression/suppression, he finally regained his calm, and then he said very angrily.

"Who said that there is nothing on this wall, it is because you haven't cultivated/practiced into the Heavenly Eye, and you don't see the mystery of this wall, you see!"

Hearing this, Elder Qingxuan was also furious, and his hands quickly flew up, and he quickly punched ninety-nine painting qi handprints towards the wall.

These handprints of painting qi energy, each handprint has a different pattern of painting, after hitting the wall, it did not penetrate the wall, but was absorbed by the wall, but the painting pattern on the handprint was left on the wall.

Suddenly, on the wall, an extremely complex and mysterious painting pattern made up of ninety-nine kinds of painting patterns appeared in an instant.

After absorbing the energy of painting, the pitch-black wall became completely bright, blooming with a thousand golden lights.

The golden light was very dazzling, Fang Tianhua hurriedly imprisoned/closed his eyes, and only when he felt that the light disappeared, Fang Tianhua opened his eyes, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Fang Tianhua became dumbfounded, and his bright eyes were completely attracted by the scene in front of him.

The first thing that caught Fang Tianhua's eyes was a wall that had become transparent/bright, pale golden, emitting a little golden light, and extremely bright, not at all like the pitch-black wall in front of him before. (To be continued......)